Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1887-06-15
4 TRIAL OF FAITH.
BY IRA c. CABELL.

esWtat / consider the essential ele-
nlenJ Of happiness III any love affair
is the supreme faith and perfect trust
OF the one IN the other" said the her
oine, IN q voice that In g moderately
pretty girl would have seemed author
ltative, bat not in as plendid creature
as tall and stately as Tennyson's
Maud, with red-broWn hair, dark vio-
let eyes and q mouth shaped like Gu
pid'e bow. ''No matter what appear
ances are against him, no matter if
time and distance or malicious
tongues seem to separate, the woman
should trust. Since I have become
eugaged-"
Engaged TO what, Florence? ?" asked
jack sister; with her irreverent gig
gle. But what could you expect OF q
little understood creature, with a
turned-up nose and q pair OF green
eyes thai look es inquisitive as an /?
when think that you and Jack are
really % be married it does SEEM too
ridiculous; nehas just gone into the
Senior at Yale and you out Of school
last June. And then such a lot OF
sweetaearts as he has had There were
Emily daz8n and Marie De Bresa and
las0 year Prof. Peters daughter, the
youngest one, with the big black eyes
that glggled. And to hear you, the
veriest sp;tdre in school when you got
Jealous. talking about love and trust
and faith. Now, my lady, don't get
vexed it's all fbadinage and persifi-
age, IS the woman OF society would
say. I'm merely watching the mira
Gle OF love"
= am IS years Of age, Susie Lane,
and your brother IS, all, 81; we are
neither OF Us children; and besides,
I'm not going 10 have you making fun
OF NE IN this way, and ridicuiing
every thing. | shall never tell you
anything again as long as I live. [
Thought you sympathlzed-"
''Oh, Florence, don't cry" cried the
ascoffer, melted and distressed in turn.
<sDo let US sit down on this log and
tell Us ali about it. BERTHE is dying to
hear, and has been pinching me black
and blue ever since we started. Don't
mind NE; you know BERTHE and [ are
nothing but miserable school girls in
serubby clothes, and know nothing
bat chemistry and moral and mental
philosophy, and French and German
and tne sciences; and English litera-
tuca aad art; don't be bashful before
US"
On, hush, Sue" cried Berthe; owe
are tired OF you and your nonsense.
| want 20 have q real sensible, senti-
mental time. Let's sit right here. [
wish | lad my sketch book. How
deep tha wood Is, and how soft the
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the Gr8at boulder covered with lich-
ems! See the waterfall yonder, and
the half charred log. All this is the
very forest OF Arden. Come, dear, tell
rs a.. about 1t.
s'We!l" said the heroine, "it hap
paned at this very spot, yesterday az
Uernoon, lust before he left on the Z
Pm. train. Indeed, just can't tell
you TIE very words. girls, because it's
kind OF sacred; but he vowed he had
never cared one straw for Emily Ha-
zen or Marie De Brese, and as for that
Peters girl, he positively scorned her.
/ looked very uniaterested and digni-
ied, and said that | really didn't
know why he should make me his con-
fdan5, though / was Sues friend and
staying IN his house, an1 all that,
and he pumped right down there where
you are sitting, BERTHE, and kissed my
hand and told me No [ just won't;
but ne talked perfectly beautifully
about trust and faith, and how l
must trust n him, even though he
were far, far away at Yale, and here
IN pennsylvania. And he said We
must remember we are together in
heart, though the hills lie between. ,"
'He got that out of my scrap
loook," said Sue conscientiously.
<sBut it came in very well. Jack is a
very tidy boy. ard really believe he
is IN love this time, and hope you
will trust him, Florence. Let's go homa
and get into his top drawer, and turp
out the mementoes of the past. Do
you know that the other day I
stepped in while you and he were dis
Guessing constancy on the veranda,